I'm Not A Pony! [Iko-Closed]

What was a Hollow? A beast that was so overcome by hunger and it’s past that it became defined by them. A Hollow’s mask protected it’s instinct, all the worries and humanity that it now hid away from the world through it’s jaded gaze. A Hollow first and foremost must feed, it must sate the unfathomable hunger within it’s stomach, it must feed and grow stronger to attempt to fill the hole that is located somewhere on it’s body. The hole being the remains of it’s heart, all it’s happiness and joy taken away and replaced by suffering.

Iko was a predator, consistently striving to succeed in his goals. He had a few, the first was to meet the King of Hueco Mundo, the second was to become one his Espada and the third was to make a name for himself that all Hollow-kind would remember. Part of this was to do with his narcissistic personality but most of it came from him feeding off his aspect of death, the trait aside from his hunger that defined him. Temptation. To manipulate and control, he knew what he was capable of, he’d fed off Ezreal S Enfer’s perfect reality manipulation and had opened a door to his perfect hypnotism, even for a moment the Hollow Hypnotist understood what he was capable of and planned on furthering the development of his power.

His strength had increased since he’d first been to Las Noches with Yuki Arisawa, his mastery of Cero was coming along nicely. His steps at manipulating sonido were becoming more agile every day, even his Hollow senses could pick up scents he’d never smelt or felt before. But, today was not the day he went back to Las Noches, no that day would come soon enough. Today was a day of meetings and it just so happened that on this particular day as Iko was traversing Hueco Mundo for whatever reason that crossed his mind, he came across two Hollow.

Guessing that the Hollow who was speaking to him was male, Iko’s signature smile cracked across his face. It wasn’t every day that the predator came across his own kind. This was an exciting turn of events, for once a Hollow wasn’t trying to eat him, instead they were talking to him and there were two of them. Now logically the odds were in their favour, two against one after all. But Iko had been training, so if worse came to worst he could always defend himself and fight back.

If Iko had eyebrows he would have raised them “Iko has no clue what you can do. Give NoriAiri purpose? What does NoriAiri want?” as per his usual linguistic phrasing and for the sake of simplicity he’d fused the two hollows mentally into one being. It seemed they were basically the same aside from slight differences in appearances and voice. “Iko thinks you should be hungry but NoriAiri does not try eat, Iko thinks you are like him. By Iko’s thoughts that would mean NoriAiri has other . . . desires?”

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“Yes . . . yes, desires. Desiring. Tempting. Temptation. What makes you tickses says Iko?” Iko hummed nonchanlantly in response to Nori. He was really in a comtemplative mood today and what that led to was him doing a great deal of thinking. Of course this was outside the norm of his standard “Eat first, pick at the pieces later” style of thinking he’d taken up recently but hey, a change of heart wasn’t a bad thing. In fact it made things more interesting and these Hollow were sure providing enough interesting discussion to keep Iko contemplating everything about himself.

Airi provided an answer that they weren’t dominated by their hunger. Iko guessed by that comment that that meant they were an Adjuchas like him. Which was a good thing, usually anything passed a Gillian menos was fascinating to talk to and learn about. They provided much needed insight into an evolution that Iko understood more and more each day. His brain was constantly expanding after all, learning and adapting to the world around him. The many varied neural pathways that constructed the synaptic pathways of his mind strengthened and flourished with each creative character he met and each interesting discussion he held. It was quite fortunate in fact that these two Adjuchas would keep him interested, he did enjoy that.

“Iko is interested. Concept interesting.  Interesting, interesting. Do all Hollow want to find place in Las Noches? If all Hollow wanted to find place in Las Noches why are there Arrancar. Arrancar are order . . . no? Arrancar are like Shinigami. Iko thinks you choose interesting wording, why not find place in Hueco Mundo? Why find place in Las Noches?” nodding to himself the predator was enjoying the philosophical discussion. His hands began absentmindedly building up the sand and created a mound which it proceeded to sit on. An echo to his former life as a Human. Gesturing to the Hollow to sit with him they had raised an invigorating discussion where the Hollow realised he could better define himself through talking to them. Perfect practice if this ever was brought up again.

“Nothing beyond being a Hollow Iko has found. Iko sees we are hunger, but we are something else as well. AiriNori feel it as Iko does. Iko has found that Hollow are hunger and more. When Iko became Adjuchas the more became as important as the hunger was. Now hunger isn’t as important, surely AiriNori doesn’t just think it is power?” questioning them would be an interesting topic. Had they thought about this as much as he had? Really the all-defining temptation that drove him to manipulate people was a defining factor to him. Anybody could look at Freylief and see that the manipulating curse he’d placed on her was somehow driving Iko to grow.

“Iko desireses many things. Iko desires to understandses all, Iko desires to growses and become a Vasto Lorde, Iko desireses many things. Iko desires to be NoriAiri” he said simply.

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